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“One day a hummingbird flew in-- It fluttered against the window til I got it down where I could reach it with an open umbrella-- --When I had it in my hand it was so small I couldn't believe I had it--but I could feel the intense life--so intense and so tiny-- ...You were like the humming bird to me... And I am rather inclined to feel that you and I know the best part of one another without spending much time together-- --It is not that I fear the knowing-- It is that I am at this moment willing to let you be what you are to me--it is beautiful and pure and very intensely alive.”

Quote by Georgia O'Keeffe

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Georgia O'Keeffe
Georgia O'Keeffe

American artist known for her distinctive paintings of flowers and landscapes. O'Keeffe's work is renowned for its bold colors and innovative forms, which have had a profound impact on 20th-century American art. more

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